I couldn't try to win this and get away from my family if he was my constant protector and shadow. My alternative was putting my lust-driven self in the same house as my incredibly gorgeous subway-mate, my lickable—and frustrating—ex-mate that unrejected me, and a dude that looked at me like I was a goddess denying him the right to breathe. I thought there was only supposed to be shit at one end of the stick.
